"Show Your Bones (show your bones) is what happens when you stick your fingers into the power socket".

This is how singer Karen O explains the meaning of the "electric current" that, running through the tracks of the new album, should, according to the intentions of the New York trio led by her, "electrify" the listener's attention. But to be honest, the only shocking thing in this album is the embarrassing lack of ideas: Gold Lion - the first track of the album and, not coincidentally, the first single released - represents a peak that, starting from the subsequent Way Out (a prophetic title, considering that it's precisely an exit route that one feels like taking), soon turns into the edge of an abyss. On the pretext that there are no truly bad records, many critics, using empty absolving formulas ("what they do isn't new, but it's still nice"), avoid trashing works like this Show Your Bones. It is, however, evident that there is more charisma in the raucous voice of any Juliette Lewis than in the failed Warholian muse poses of Karen O.

The uselessness of such work reveals itself, from the very first listen. To the writer, it only remains to note, not without a hint of bewilderment, how such insignificant bands like the Yeah Yeah Yeahs continue to enjoy credit from a good part of the music critics.

Tracklist Lyrics Samples and Videos

01   Gold Lion (03:07)

Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Take our hands out of control,
Take our hands out of control

Now, tell me what you saw,
Tell me what you saw,
There was a crowd of seas,
Inside, outside,
I must have done a dozen each

It was the height I grew, the weight,
The shell was crushing you,
I've been around a few

Tell me what you saw,
I'll tell you what to...
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh

Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Take our hands out of control,
Take our hands out of control

Outside, Inside,
This is the moon without a tide,
We'll build a fire in your eyes,
We'll build a fire when the color's getting brighter,
Cold desire, makes the moon without a tide

Tell me what you saw,
I'll tell you what to...
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh

Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh

02   Way Out (02:51)

03   Fancy (04:24)

I find it in an atlas
Or flipping over old news
Check what's in the trash bag
Well just a little pieu
Well just a little pieu
I beg your pardon, beg your pardon, beg your pardon
Oh-ah!

Blame me for where you are
Tell me what I gotta lose
That's a bit fancy
Well just a little pieu
Well just a little pieu
I beg your pardon, beg your pardon, beg your pardon
Oh-ah!

We read it
For three days
We read it
For three days
We read it
For three days
We read it
For three days
We read it

We were overlooked
Like a puzzle book
Dead in the eyes
Dead in the eyes
Watch us from the nooks, ah
We were overlooked
Like a puzzle book
Dead in the eyes
Dead in the eyes
Won't you find the next, ah

Well just another pieu
Well just another pieu
Well just another pieu
I beg your pardon, beg your pardon, beg your pardon
Oh-ah!

We read it
For three days
We read it
For three days
We read it
For three days
We read it
For three days
We read it

04   Phenomena (04:10)

Hey!

Don't touch kid, sleep with the lights on
Touch kid, how you surprise me
Now roll kid, knock your body off!

You're something like a phenomena
Something like an astronomer
Roll kid, knock your body off!

Something like a phenomena, baby
Something like a phenomena
Something like a phenomena, babe
Gonna get your body off

Don't fall asleep with the motor running
She'll make you sweat in the water
Don't fall asleep with the motor running
She'll make you sweat in the water

Hot time kid
Hot time kid
It's cold under the blanket
They loved it
Then shot it
The fastest went and got it
That stole it with ease ma
They hide it up the sleeves, ma
They hide it
They hide it
They're never gonna find it

Don't fall asleep with the motor running
She'll make you sweat in the water
Don't fall asleep with the motor running
She'll make you sweat in the water

Something like a phenomena, baby
Something like a phenomena
Something like a phenomena, baby
Gonna get your body off
Something like a phenomena, baby
Something like a phenomena
Something like a phenomena, baby
Gonna get your body off

Hot time kid
Hot time kid
It's cold under the blanket
Hot time kid
Hot time kid
It's cold under the blanket

05   Honeybear (02:25)

Turn yourself around, you weren't invited
Turn yourself around, you weren't invited
Good good things happen in bad towns
good good things happen in bad towns

Runaway, runaway you want it
Runaway, runaway you want it
Runaway, anyway you want it
Runaway, runaway you want it

What, what did you do to your back hips
Soft ones, curled lips can’t get ‘em back
Junk jump off too much time for
Old beats, cold beats, I’m just cold meat

Runaway, runaway you want it
Runaway, runaway you want it
Runaway anyway you want it
Runaway, runaway you want it

Gone all alone
I’ve got a call from the bear
Gonna take all his honey honey
Gone, all alone
I’ve got a call from the bear
Gonna take all its honey honey
Gone, all alone
I’ve got a call from the bear
Gonna take all his honey honey
Gone, all alone
I’ve got a call from the bear
Gonna take all his honey honey

Runaway, runaway you want it
Runaway, runaway you want it
Runaway anyway you want it
Runaway, runaway you want it

What, what, what ,what

06   Cheated Hearts (03:58)

07   Dudley (03:41)

Hot cold season gonna sink in my sweat
No one isn't ever gonna make it there yet
If you can't even cope with it
Then you'll pass me by
You'll take it over
And make it mine

Fast slow living is a holding me back
Wishing that my baby never told me that
I can't even cope to make it last
Then you'll pass me by
You'll take it over
And make it mine

Then you want it a want it a want it again
Then you want it a want it a want it again
Then you want it a want it a want it again
Then you want it a want it a want it again

My dear, you've been used
I'm breaking the news
Love nearly beat us
I'm thinking like you
I'm thinking of you
Love follows near us
Can love really steer us?
Oh can it be true?
Oh can it be true?

Lost all reason after playing your game
Better quit staring cause your looking the same
I can't even cope to make a change
Then you'll pass me by
You'll take it over
And make it mine

Use me up,
Use me up,
Taper off and I'm had

08   Mysteries (02:35)

09   The Sweets (03:55)

10   Warrior (03:42)

When it's missing then you want it more
It isn't right
Turning turning out the door
And back to this
Leave it like it was before
And let me out
Must've been the end of the story

Giving it all
Giving it all away
You're going to wake up someone
Study it all
The wings, the crowd, your face
You're going to end up like one

Trouble at home
Travel the way you say
The road don't like me
Travel the way
Travel it all the way
The road's going to end on me

Men, they like me
'Cause I'm a warrior
A warrior
Stand on my feet
Dance the warrior
The warrior
Where would I be?
I'd be a warrior
A warrior

Now the strangers have caught on
And they're riding in the back seat
The rivers going to wash all
Yeah, the river it spoke to me
It told me I'm small
And I swallowed it down
If I make it at all
I'll make you want me

Trouble at home
Travel the way you say
The road don't like me
Travel it all
Travel it all the way
The road's going to get on me

And I'm small
The road's going to get on me
If it gets it at all
The road's going to end on me

Like a warrior
A warrior
Dance the warrior
The warrior

11   Turn Into (04:05)

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By Waldo

 Show Your Bones reconfirms them as one of the most vibrant and interesting acts coming from the Big Apple.

 The album concludes with a great ballad, a worthy finale that raises the album’s rating by at least a star.


By Fuzz

 A pure and simple example of a TRUE band that vomits all its soul when it picks up a guitar, hits the drums, and copulates with the microphone.

 Their punk and iconoclastic soul has never abandoned them, but lives and feeds within their bodies.


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